Track 10 of the album Gridlock Gospel · 2019
Grandma on Speakerphone
by Kane Rivers
“Grandma's voice soft and clear on a bus ride. I kept the call in the hook.”
rap · cosy rap · tender hip hop · 3:34
Lyrics
Sunday evening, bus ride, headphones in my ear Phone lights up, it's Grandma, voice is soft and clear She says, baby, are you eating, did you wear your coat I say, yes, I'm doing fine, and she knows I wrote Nothing in my fridge but a lemon and some rice She says, I can hear it in your voice, that's not nice I laugh and I look out at the city drifting past Her voice is like a blanket that I hope will always last Put her on the speaker, let the whole bus hear Love in a phone call, crackly and clear Grandma on speakerphone, turn it up loud Her voice is the warmest thing in the crowd Grandma on speakerphone, tell me again How to fold a dumpling, how to be a man Grandma on speakerphone, hum me a song Hold me through the distance, hold me all night long Grandma on speakerphone, keep it on Every word you say is a little bit of home She tells me 'bout the garden, tomatoes got so tall Neighbor's dog got loose and ran into the hall She laughs till she coughs, I wait, I wait, I smile Counting every second 'cause I'm missing her a while She asks about my music, says she plays me on the shelf I tell her, Grandma, it's the internet, she says, keep it to yourself We both bust out laughing, then she gets all soft Says, I'm proud of you, I'm proud, I'm proud, I'm proud Put her on the speaker, let the whole bus hear Love in a phone call, crackly and clear Grandma on speakerphone, turn it up loud Her voice is the warmest thing in the crowd Grandma on speakerphone, tell me again How to fold a dumpling, how to be a man Grandma on speakerphone, hum me a song Hold me through the distance, hold me all night long Grandma on speakerphone, keep it on Every word you say is a little bit of home Bus pulls to my stop, I step into the night Still holding the phone, she says, mind the light I say, I love you, Grandma, I'll call you Friday too She says, I love you more, baby, wear that coat for me too Walking up the stairs, hear her humming in my ear Fill my empty apartment with a sound I hold so dear Put the kettle on, set the phone against the cup Her voice fills the whole room, and it's more than enough Call somebody who raised you Call somebody who stayed true Let them talk about nothing, let them talk all night Nothing's ever small when it's done with love and light Grandma on speakerphone, turn it up loud Her voice is the warmest thing in the crowd Grandma on speakerphone, tell me again How to fold a dumpling, how to be a man Grandma on speakerphone, hum me a song Hold me through the distance, hold me all night long Grandma on speakerphone, keep it on Every word you say is a little bit of home Grandma on speakerphone Keep it on, keep it on